EVElyns Bluez...

First lady

As Michelle to

Barack but he's the

Adam that dropped 

The bomb, conjuring

Up these bluez

Thirsting for his

Hunger to be fed

To stroke his own

Ego with chest poked

Out simply because

He's man

Failing to compromise

Or communicate

Stating that," Men do

The hunting"

Without using the

Necessary tools of

Just a simple gesture

From, his counter-part

He goes it blindly and alone

Rolling stone

Hinges, too 

Heavy for him

To bare so he 

Returns the same

Way he left

Empty

Hollowed out

Like a turtle's

Shell, the same

Kind he's used to

Crawling in to

Hide his shame

He couldn't bare

The pain of witnessing

Her with hunger pains

So, she claimed that

She could do what he

Couldn't to relieve them

Returning with

Bushels of  the forbbiden

Knowing, if eaten

The world's suffering

Would be limitless but

Her thoughts were

She's suffered enough

Taking the first

Bite, juices running

Down her mouth as

The sweet smell and

Her seducing him

With her sensual

Prowess, reducing

His strength and

Will, leaving him

Powerless to

Her advances

Watching her as

She dances

Calling him forward

To take part in

The way she's

Moving, juices

Now streaming

Down her neck

He goes to kiss

Her and, tastes it

His lust for her flesh

Combined with hunger

He couldn't take it

Biting the fruit

They feast on

Lust bringing

Eternal damnation

Of strange fruit

He blames her

Resulting in

EVElyn's Bluez